The Walking Dead parties like it’s 1999. Meanwhile, Daryl eats spaghetti.
We can all agree that there are certain aspects of AMC’s The Walking Dead that seem a little, shall we say, far-fetched. The most improbable of these scenarios will be reviewed here each week.
“Too Long, Didn’t Watch” Episode Recap
We resume orientation at Alexandria as everyone starts up with their new jobs. Daryl and Aaron’s mission to capture Buttons the wild horse does not go well (Buttons gets eaten by zombies), but Aaron asks Daryl (after plying him with spaghetti) to be his new scouting partner, and Daryl accepts. Meanwhile, the rest of our merry band of badasses attends a party at Deanna’s house and get drunk (Abraham), flirty (Rick), and/or frustrated with these simple-minded fools (Sasha). Carol sneaks out to steal handguns but is caught red-handed by a child, who she threatens with death if he tells anyone. Love that Carol! I sure hope shit doesn’t hit the fan next week!
Daryl is improbably good with babies AND horses. RIP, Buttons.
I love seeing these people in their casually-dressy outfits at Deanna’s party. Abraham’s long-sleeved polo is particularly hilarious.
America is LIVING for Daryl’s dinner with Aaron and Eric. He’s like a redneck Eliza Doolittle being observed with amusement by the fancy gay couple.
They decorate the homes in Alexandria with photographs of random families? That is kind of depressing. What happened to them that their house is now up for grabs? Sasha has the right idea, using the pics for target practice.
Aaron has been a scout for how long now, and he still managed to trip over a walker laying on the ground? Dafuq, man. Get your shit together.
Jessie’s husband doesn’t seem to remember that he met Rick before, when he was surly on the porch. Also, that guy is a doctor? THAT guy?
“If you bag a boar, can I have a leg? I make a mean prosciutto!” There is no such thing as “a mean prosciutto.” Also, you’d think pickles would still be easy to make, post-apocalypse.
It’s daytime where Aaron and Daryl are trying to capture Buttons the horse, but it’s nighttime at Deanna’s soiree. No continuity!
Damn, Rick, shave off that crazy beard and you become quite the ladies’ man! But look out, Jessie is married…to a possible psychopath.
I am still laughing my ass off at Ms. Perfect Homemaker Carol’s possum act. “Ooh, that cocoa drink sounds delicious!” “Applesauce is an excellent substitute for eggs in cookie recipes!” “Teehee, I’ve only ever used a handgun a few times!” “Kid, if you tell anyone I came to the armory, I will send you far away and tie you to a tree to be eaten alive by zombies, you little shit! If you don’t tell anyone I was here, I will make you lots of cookies.” Ah, that Carol, so warm and loving!
The good people of Alexandria have missed a golden opportunity to greet each other by showing their hand stamps and saying a drawn-out “A!” Fonzie-style. I am so disappointed.